d never
actually have seen a car. Electric light was installed in his room.
She had no idea when this had been done, but he must be quite
accustomed to it.

It was not until she began to sum them up that she realised how
innumerable are the changes wrought by a couple of decades--in our
habits, even in our speech. English 'as she is spoke' is a variable
quantity, and the jargon of to-day is forgotten to-morrow. Philippa
the first had mentioned in one of her letters that she was having "a
jolly time." Well, "jolly" as an adjective is as dead as the dodo, and
if the letter had been written by her to-day, she, being what she was,
would undoubtedly have used the word "ripping."

Her namesake smiled to herself as she thought of it. Fortunately here
again she was safe. Having lived so much abroad, and having spoken
fluently in several languages, she had not contracted the habit of
employing all the hundred-and-one words of current slang such as are on
the lips of most young people.

On the whole, she decided it was useless to consider possible pitfalls.
They did exist, but she must rely on her quickness and presence of
mind, and hope to escape them.

After a while she summoned Mrs. Goodman and asked her help in the
matter of songs. Could she tell her of any songs Francis had cared for
particularly? The old woman looked puzzled at first, but after some
reflection said that, in a lumber-room, there was a pile of music which
had been cleared out of the library years ago. He always had his piano
in the library, she explained, and it was there that he and Miss
Philippa used to play and sing together. "The same piano stands in the
morning-room now. I have so many things that were his. My lady told
me to throw away his bats and racquets and such things, but I couldn't
do it. And some of them he himself asked me to take care of for him,
many years ago in his school-days. He probably forgot all about them,
but they were safely kept. Will you come one day and see them, Miss
Phil?"

The girl promised readily. She was only too anxious to learn all she
could; every detail of his life, however seemingly unimportant, might
be of help to her.

The old woman sat talking for a time, and then Philippa suggested that
they should go together in search of the music.

Mrs. Goodman demurred, saying she feared the place might be dusty, for
it was long since she visited it, and no one else had access to it; but
Philippa laugh